Yugi had been managing to evade well enough. He would have preferred dealing with an enemy that could at least be damaged easily, but beggars could not be choosers. Eventually, he heard the announcement of Miko... but it wasn't initially the one he expected. Her comment about something being tight was originally assumed to be about his dodging. Ah, but he could see her again. That tight dress left just the right amount to imagination, and laid bare just enough to put Yugi in danger. "HOT DAMN FUCK!" he exclaimed almost incoherently. The phantom had shifted slightly as Yugi’s gaze lingered, its motion responding to his momentum yet utterly indifferent to distraction. Sparks from his sword had flickered across the air, following the arc of his evasions, while kinetic pulses thudded against the ground in response to its controlled power. The overseer murmured, “Ah… even the most primal instincts, when tethered to desire, alter reaction time. The human mind is a curious anomaly—capable of focus yet so easily disrupted by proximity, by stimulus… by the very presence of the one they would protect.”

Without warning, the phantom lunged forward, a precise kinetic strike aimed at where Yugi’s shoulder dipped in distraction. The air compressed violently around him as the force carved through the clearing, testing his reflexes against both speed and instinct. The phantom's power, sadly, was its biggest weakness during that surprise assault. In close proximity, Yugi was overwhelmed by its power ─ to such an extent that he could feel that kinetic force before it got anywhere near him. It wasn't too difficult to ride the proverbial wave and duck beneath another cleaving attack. "Shit! Why the fuck would you put that on?!" he questioned while beneath the phantom's blade. Sadly, things were becoming more difficult for the lad. He didn't need Miko's offer to switch, if only because he'd be immediately launched by the concussive force following the phantom's most recent attack, missed or otherwise. The jarring shockwave felt like it struck his brain directly, tossing him across and alongside a spray of debris from the shell-house rubble. As he careened across the field taking impact after impact, Yugi continued bitching and moaning. "Gah! Fucking! Da─it! Ugh! Fight!" he shouted.